Disabled Childhood Sweetheart: A Humble Puppy Begs for the Young Lady's Pity

The airport exit was instantly blocked, and microphones were practically shoved into people's noses. Wenxi had never seen anything like this before, and she panicked instantly, standing there helplessly, forgetting even to speak.

Liang Yanting immediately raised his hand, his arm firmly blocking her in front of him, pulling her halfway to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Excuse me, please move aside."

His well-defined knuckles protected her shoulder, forcefully clearing a path through the crowd and escorting her all the way to the parking lot.

"Take my car and go. There are definitely still reporters waiting outside. If you take a taxi, you'll just get surrounded."

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Mr. Liang." Wenxi quickly thanked him.

The two bowed and sat down in a black Mercedes-Benz van. The spacious interior isolated them from the outside noise, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

"Where are you going?" Liang Yanting asked.

Wenxi quickly opened her phone, found the address Zhou Jingchen had sent, and looked up to say, "Dingkang Private Hospital."

The man turned to the driver in the front seat and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Wen, take Miss Wen to Dingkang Private Hospital first."

The driver in front responded with a "okay".

"Okay, Mr. Liang." Uncle Wen responded and started the car.

"Is your mother receiving treatment over there?" Liang Yanting asked casually.

Wenxi looked surprised: "How did you know?"

"I saw your interview before, where you said you needed money and wanted to win the championship..."

The girl smiled awkwardly and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

He continued, "What illness does your mother have?"

"It's breast cancer. The surgery has already been done, and she's currently undergoing chemotherapy."

Inside the carriage, the two chatted casually.

Liang Yanting is a very tactful gentleman, refined and reserved, with outstanding insight. Because his mother is a famous dancer, he has a lot in common with Wenxi when they talk about dance.

As they chatted, Wenxi felt relaxed and happy, and her respect for him grew even stronger.

The car came to a smooth stop at the hospital entrance. Wenxi bowed and got out of the car, repeatedly thanking Liang Yanting.

......

Meanwhile, in a VIP ward at Dingkang Private Hospital.

Zhou Jingchen was watching TV with Xiang Qin. Xiang Qin was casually changing channels with the remote control in her hand when suddenly her finger stopped and landed on a news channel.

Wenxi's figure appeared prominently on the screen.

In footage from the airport exit, she was surrounded by a large group of reporters, finding herself in a dilemma.

A well-dressed, tall man stood in front of her, his arms tightly wrapped around her, shielding her from all microphones and cameras. His intimate manner and protective manner as he led her out were evident in every gesture.

"Jingchen, do you know that guy?"

Xiang Qin was completely unaware that Zhou Jingchen's face had turned icy and somber. He lowered his eyes, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white. "I know him."

Liang Yanting. Their company's website was built by Xingyao's technical team, so Zhou Jingchen naturally recognized him.

They actually took the same flight back? Were they already acquainted during the competition?

Zhou Jingchen's mind began to race with all sorts of wild speculations again...

His brows were furrowed, his jawline was tight, and his dark pupils were churning with intense, overwhelming emotions.

"Who is he?" Xiang Qin asked.

"He's a judge for my sister's competition. Our company has collaborated with his company before."

Xiang Qin stared at the TV screen and continued, "What do you think of this person? He seems like a perfect match for Little Magpie."

Zhou Jingchen searched his memory for information about Liang Yanting: He had been engaged to someone through an arranged marriage, but they separated due to a lack of affection. He was known for his integrity, intelligence, wealth, and trustworthiness in the business world.

Sunlight fell on Zhou Jingchen's sharply defined face, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were shrouded in darkness.

After a moment, he said seriously, "Auntie, this person might not be suitable. He has a chaotic private life. Although he is rich, he is dissolute and indulges in debauchery in private. My sister will suffer if she is with him."

Xiang Qin, without suspecting anything, immediately said, "Oh my, I really can't tell, this person looks quite handsome. Luckily I asked you about it."

She murmured, "Little Magpie is so innocent and kind-hearted. How could she possibly see through a man with such a deep mind? She's bound to be deceived."

"It's alright," Zhou Jingchen handed Xiang Qin an orange, giving her a warm smile. "I'll help my sister make the selection."

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Upon entering the hospital, Wenxi exclaimed in admiration at how impressive this upscale private hospital was, noting that even the lobby was as magnificent as a five-star hotel.

Xiang Qin's ward was on the 15th floor. When Wen Xi arrived, Zhou Jingchen was also there.

It has been three days since I left Lianghe.

He sat on the sofa next to the hospital bed, wearing a khaki linen shirt and beige trousers, the shirt tucked into the trousers, a simple black leather belt around his waist, a silver watch on his pale wrist, and short, neat hair, looking clean and sharp.

They look like they're doing something nice.

Their eyes met, then they subtly looked away.

One is forcing themselves to quit;

He felt so guilty that he didn't have the courage to face her again.

"Mom," Wenxi smiled, stepped past the man beside her, and took Xiang Qin's hand, "How are you feeling here?"

"It's great. I have someone to take care of me every day, and the food is delicious. Jingchen comes over to sit with me for a while every day after get off work."

Wen Xi smiled and said, "I'm glad you're happy."

Xiang Qin patted her hair with satisfaction, "Mom saw you on TV. My daughter has done so well, she won a major dance award..."

"Mom, everything will be alright from now on."

"Yes, now that I have you and Jingchen by my side, I want to live a few more years."

Zhou Jingchen brought her a glass of water and handed it to her, saying, "Auntie, you will live to be a hundred years old."

Wenxi had been traveling a long way and stayed with Xiangqin at the hospital for a while before Xiangqin urged her to hurry up, saying, "Your eyes are dark. You haven't been getting enough rest lately because of the competition. Go home and get some rest."

"Okay," Wenxi hugged her mother and cuddled for a while, "then I'll go back first."

She had barely left when Zhou Jingchen followed her out.

Wenxi was standing at the elevator entrance waiting for the elevator, and he was standing behind her.

She went into the elevator, and he followed her in.

She crossed her arms, frowned at him, and asked, "What do you want?"

"I'll take you back," he said.

"I don't need you to take me, I'll take a taxi myself."

"The items from Wanxingyuan have already been moved out."

"What?" Wenxi looked at him in surprise.

In the enclosed space, there were only two people. Zhou Jingchen took a step forward, stretched out his long arm, and pressed the negative one button of the elevator.

Wenxi stood not far from the row of buttons, and the overwhelming masculine aura instantly enveloped her.

Zhou Jingchen's hands are very beautiful, with fair skin, distinct knuckles, clear veins on the back of his hands, and strong, slender arms, making him very sexy.

Her eyes flickered a few times, then she quickly looked away. "You're sick, Wenxi, you're really out of your mind!"

"There's a house nearby that I used to live in. It's very close to the hospital, and I've already transferred the ownership to your name. You can live there with your aunt from now on."

"Don't rush to say no. I won't bother you anymore. Consider this house as..."

"Consider it compensation for the first time you gave me."

His deep voice pierced her nerves.

Was he compensated the first time?

What kind of rubbish is this?

Wenxi gritted her teeth, turned her head to look at him, and whispered, "Who said I gave you my first time? Don't be so narcissistic!"

The elevator reached the basement level, and the two stepped out one after the other. Zhou Jingchen instinctively reached out to take her hand, but then withdrew it.

He said, "Okay, then consider it compensation for all the times we slept together."

"Zhou Jingchen, can you please stop bringing this up!" Wenxi was absolutely furious and wanted to hit him right now. "I've already said, those things are in the past. Can't you just forget about them?"

"You've got a pretty big heart," he scoffed. "I just can't forget it."